JOHN BOYEGA

JOHN BOYEGA

by Alessandro Scotti behind the scenes for the Pirelli Calendar 2025

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@vile-harlot O my god sis thank you sooo much for reading this my heart is so full right now💕💕 and I’m currently writing chapter ten😈 so stay tuned 🥰🥰🥰

Chapter 8

Summary: you and Frankie walked from the station to home and just wanted to wash off the blood of you and go to bed. The next day Frankie comes by to apologize to you about the way he was acting the other night and you have a sit-down with Ray-Ray to come up a plan to get rid of Lenny, you met Rob and he takes you and Frankie to has lavished house and spend the night once the night comes you, Frankie, and Jerome drive out the desert to meet Ray-Ray

Warnings :afab-reader, n-word usage, cursing, crying, minor character death, description of blood (2 scenes) lying- ass lexi, unprotected p-in-v, creampie, oral(fem rec.), massive daddy kink(i’m a whore), squirting, ass-eating, choking, spanking

Word count :5.3k mdni+ Happy reading

This takes place in episode 9 and 10

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You're walking down the inside of the street and Frankie's eyes are peeled open looking everywhere and a car slowly passes by you both, Frankie steps in front of you shielding your body as the car keeps driving, he takes a deep breath and touches your hand “I hope Leon is okay baby?” you look up at him, tears swelling up in your eyes and then you break down. You couldn’t stop crying, feeling your breath going too fast for you “Breathe baby, you need to breathe, Lee is going to be okay.” your gasp. “Seeing Leon in all of that blood, I couldn’t stop thinking about you if that ever happened to you.” he leans into you, putting his soft lips on you “That’s never going to happen, you know these little niggas know not to fuck with me.” your breathing starts slowing down finally breathing through your nose “We should probably go home I know your momma is waiting for you.” you kiss Frankie once more and start walking down your street.

Entering your house and seeing your momma sitting on the couch in her moomoo, she runs towards you and wraps your arms around you “O my god baby I was so worried about you Marla called me at work and I heard you were at the station because of Leon.” you put your head down, feeling your tears coming back and really start sobbing and you couldn’t stop, just tears streaming down your face “I think I should go take a shower.” “Do you want me to help you?” shaking your head no “It’s okay momma I think I just need to get clean and go to sleep goodnight momma.” “Goodnight baby.” you kiss your momma on the cheek and walk toward to your bathroom, turning on the faucet so the water can get hot and you took off your clothes off and grabbing your shower cap to put it on then stepping into the tub, feeling your bones aching under the pressure and looking down to see blood coming off you and draining into the sink. Not wanting to think about it again and grabbing your washcloth to get it wet and grab your soap and washing it together, washing you whole body including you feet and once you rinse down you turned off the faucet, drying yourself off and wrapping it around you, doing your skincare routine and brushing your teeth, you step out into your room. Closing the door behind you, changing into your pj’s and wrapping your hair and getting under the covers feeling your body relaxing under the sheets and opening your eyes to your closet.

You hear your momma leaving the house without saying goodbye to you and going to work, you continue to rest your eyes feeling yourself fall back to sleep and then a knock erupts on your window standing up to see who is knocking on your window this early in the morning, pulling you blinds a part to see Frankie smiling at you, he was wearing a light brown shirt with khakis pants and black adidas, his shirt is making his chocolate skin pop even more, you open the window “Nigga why is you knockin’ on my window this early.” He smiles even more “Good morning to you too baby.” he grips the bannister to steps into your room, stepping back to give him room “I was gonna go to the mall today to get Lee some new sneaks. And I want to apologize to you about the way I was actin’ last night it wasn’t right.” Nodding your head “I forgive you baby I know what you’re doing is a lot to handle, but you can’t be actin’ like that anymore.” “You right baby,thank you aight get dress we need to leave. I don't want any the shoes be gone because of you.” rolling your eyes “Whatever nigga.” you kiss his lips and Frankie walks into the closet to grab his backpack he’s just holding on to the straps and sits on the bed and you change into a blue crop top stopping at your hips and booty shorts and white shoes and you take off bonnet, grabbing your pick to push your curls up and out. “Aye let’s go back to my place so I can drop off my bag.” “Alright baby let’s go.”

Making to Lee’s house in the projects Frankie walks in first, seeing Lee’s siblings doing katare in the family room he busts in doing fake moves with the kids and fake losing with the little boy “Alright alright you win hmmm y’all want to get some candy.” the kids jump excitedly and scream, Frankie hands them a twenty dollar bill “Aye bring me some lemonheads.” Lee is laying on the couch with a bandage on his leg with boxers and a muscle shirt “You a lemonhead.” coming from the little boy “Sup Frank sup Lexi.” Frankie walks closer to Lee to show him a fresh pair of sneaks “Hazard pay.” Lee looks at him “What about my shirt?” Frankie looks confuse “I’m just fuckin’ with you.” you all giggle “Nigga you stupid.” you both sit the the smaller couch looking at this old Bruce Lee movie “How you feeling Lee.” he looks at you “I’m gonna need another hit of them happy pills soon. Then I ain’t gonna hear shit what yo nigga gotta say mmhmm so when we mackin’ our move?” Frankie takes a breath “Mhmm workin’ on it man.” Lee smacks his lips “I could still step to a motherfucka right now.” you giggle “Nigga you can’t even step.” they both laugh at your joke “Them niggas always riding together.”Lee sits up “Not when they rolled up on me, just Lenny .” “Nahh that can’t be right.” “Nigga don’t tell me. I was there.” “He’s right. When I went outside I only saw Lenny leaving in his car.” Seeing the gears turning in Frankie's head coming up with a plan “Man you gonna be able to do this shit without me?” “I can’t lie man having you on the bench ain’t ideal.” “Well look it ain’t about pay back alright? It’s about rep you gotta let these niggas know right here right now we offical ‘cause you don’t motherfuckas gonna be comin’ at us alright?” Nodding his head know he’s to come up with a plan to get rid of Lenny.

Large warehouse that the music bumping there was two guards standing out in front “We just need to talk to claudia.” the two guards give you both a pat down and one of them nods his head and let’s you in the building walking into section to see people dancing and doing drugs in the corner there was young women with tiny clothes on looking at the man to give them some money, walking up the steps to see a light-skin women with long locs out in a bun, she was wearing a long green and blue swirl dress with flip flops “Thank you Wayne and hmm what do we have hear who’s this Franklin?” the women walks up to you to object you “This is Lexi she’s my girlfriend.” the woman looks surprised “Girlfriend? If I knew you this was your girlfriend I would gotten her first my name’s Claudia.” he steps closer to you “Claudia I need you to set up a sit down with Ray-Ray.” she puffs “A sit down nigga you’ve been watch to many movies and if I do want do get in return?” he looks perpexled “What do you want?” she smirks “Mhmmm what do you think?” and turns to you, slowly backing away from her “What if you get Louie?” trying to make a deal without you in it “Mhmmm okay but I want her to come here tonight.” nodding his head “Deal I’ll let her know.” he puts his hand up to shake and she agrees.

You both were waiting for Ray-Ray to come in this old burger shack right down the street from you, sitting in a booth “What if he doesn’t show up.” “Ohh he’ll be here I know Claudia talked to him.” he arm extended on the armrest and he did, coming in and seeing you both and takes a seat in front of you “So Claudia laid it all out?” “Yeah she laid it all out, what you think was going to happen? beat down my homie, fuck up his place.” Frankie smirks and points at his scar above his brow “You see that I was beat down first and we weren’t the ones who did to him.” Ray-Ray scoffs “Yeah, well we took care of them HTB arcade niggas.” “You know matter of fact our next neighbor is a cop, said he saw two guys scopin’ out my place and he’s tracking them down right now.” Ray-Ray laughs not believing “That’s how it’s goin’ down? you snitch motherfucka?” and cop walks in to order his food Ray-Ray becomes uncomfortable “If you’re lookin’ for some type of truce, you’re in the wrong place.” ‘No, no, no, no no truce.” Ray-Ray looking confused “Then what the fuck is we doin’ here?” Frankie leans in “We gonna talk business. Because that’s what it’s about right? Money?” you all still continue talking about Lenny and thirty minutes after Ray-Ray left the burger shack, you and Frankie were looking at Ray-Ray's car driving off to the streets.

Frankie stops in front of the payphone and digs in his pockets to grab some quarters and puts them in the slot, picks up the phone and dial a number “Sup Rob what’chu doin?....huh..well I was calling you to see if we can crash at your place.” hearing another voice coming through the phone “Ohh well I was going to have my girl come over if that’s cool, oh shit really aight I’ll see you in ten minutes.” he hangs up the phone and turns to you “His parents are outta town this weekend, so we’ll kinda of have a place to our self.”

A blue pickup truck stops in front of you and the window rolls down and seeing a white boy with shaggy brown hair “Sup Frankie.” Frankie walks to the car “Sup man, come on baby.” you enter first and the white boy sticks out his hand wanting to shake yours “Heyy I’m Rob, nice to meet you.” and you shake his hand “Hiii I’m Lexi-” “Now baby why won’t you tell him your real name.” you roll your eyes “My real name is Alexia.” “That's a very pretty name Lexi.” Frankie closes the door in the backseat with you and Rob starts driving off to his house.

Rob pulls up to a gated community and enters in the pincode, passing through gates you duck your head to look at the beautiful mansions with palm trees and large front lawns “Woow, look at the one Frankie.” pointing your finger at a large all white house and a dark green double doors he ducks his head next to yours “Yeah it is baby, coming home to you in a house like that with little minis me and you together.” Rob pulls up to his long driveway with large bushes leading up to the house he parks in front of his house, the lights were still on. Frankie steps out first and holds the door for you, stepping out as well to seeing little peeks coming from you, Rob walks towards the house and unlocks it and goes first and you look all around you from the large chandelier hanging above you, to the sexual art hanging on the wall and a large a tiger rug running across the family room “Rob is this house is amazing, what do your parents do for a living?” Rob chuckles at you “My parents work in adult entertainment, like they do porn.” whipping your head so fast with your eyes bulging out Frankie is touching his neck and rubbing it slowly “I’m guessing Frankie hasn’t told you about that side hmh?” “No he didn’t. Not that I’m not judging at all, I'm just surprised.” “Your good Lexi here let me show y’all your room.” Rob walks up the stairs, you both follow and enter to a large hallway with multiple doors and entering a bedroom and turning on the lights to see with a large king sized bed with dark sheets and white pillows, plants roaming in the corners of the room and a full length mirror in the corner facing the bed “There’s a bathroom in here and fresh towels and clothes too.” Frankie daps up on Rob “Thanks man I appreciate it.” Rob pulls him in and pats his back “Anytime brother, my room is across the hallway, y’all have good night.” and that Rob had left.

You both step out of the shower and drying your body on the shelf was a bottle of lotion, starting with your arms, to your chest, to your legs and feet Frankie grabs the bottle and squirt some in his hand and rub it together, he starts at your shoulders, rubbing it in your skin and to your mid-back and finally to your ass “That feel good baby.” his fingers digging on your ass, you nodded “Fuck baby yess.” his hands move up to your waist “Bend over for me baby I wanna see you what I do to you in front of this mirror huh.” you look up to see Frankie staring at you, he grabs your thigh to lay in on the counter he squats down to be eye level with your pussy and feeling your lips being spread open “Mhmm your pussy is soo perfect you drippin’ for me already.” His lips latch onto you his tongue spreading you everywhere, gripping the counter and your eyes back “Frankie fuck oh shit baby.” feeling your leg falling asleep and slowly putting it down, a large hand grips the back of your thigh “Don’t you fuckin’ dare, put that fuckin’ leg back up.” groans coming out your mouth “Frankieee.” you look back at him seeing him on his knees, he gives you an assuring smile “You be aight, let me just make you feel good.” and goes right back to your pussy and holding your thigh up, laying back down on the cool countertop hearing Frankie sucking at your clit, pecking at your lips he drags his tongue up to your crack, his hands grabbing at your globes to spread them apart, you jolt up when you felt hot spit touching your rim passing down to your pussy, Frankie collects the spit and push in your pussy, fingers working you in and out over and over and over, Frankie returns to your ass eating you like it’s your pussy your moans erupting out of your mouth “Ohh baby fuck daddy, I feel so good.” “You feel so good babygirl, why do you feel so good babygirl?” you groan “YOU it’s be-cause of yo-uu.” “Then show me how good daddy makes you feel good.” his tongue working down to your pussy and flicking your clit back and forth “Oh fuck.” your thighs were shaking screaming out your groans “Fuckfuckfuck baby ughh.” “That’s it, baby nut on my face.” feeling yourself cumming and wetting all over his face, his pulls out his fingers and still kissing your pussy “I could eat you all day.” he stands up and puts his hips to your ass and grabs your chin to look at him and puts his fingers in your mouth. Frankie dick sliding in between your cheeks, pulling his fingers away from you to your hips and pulling your back, he leans forward to pull you up to look at yourself “Look at me when I slide it in baby huh, can you do that for daddy?” nodding, wanting to feel him inside of you.

The stretch always felt different for you feeling Frankie sliding inside of you, you both moan when Frankie hips touch your ass and sliding out and back in “Fuck baby I got you this wet huh.” you rest your head on his shoulder, kissing his neck “Yes daddy fuck you’re fucking me soo ughh fuckkk dad-dyy.” his hand slides up to touch your breast kneading so rough, grunts coming from him “You so fuckin’ tight, suckin’ me in babygirl.” he smacks your ass “Mmhm you like this shit don’t you huh you gettin’ wetter by the second mm-mmhm.” he moves his hand up to your neck, his large fingers gripping the sides of you, you start to lose yourself with your breath being cut off and your eyes rolling in the back of your head and biting your lip, feeling the wetness running down “Open your eyes for daddy, babygirl.” opening them to see Frankie smirking at you,a tear rolling down your face “Why you cryin’ babygirl?” you moan in his mouth and grabbing his neck to pull in for a kiss, it was nasty feeling his tongue sliding in your mouth his lips overpowering you like he was taking your soul “Dad-dy I’mm-m gonna cumm.” he kisses you while stroking your cheek “You need to look at yourself first babygirl, you need to see how good you mackin’ daddy feel right now.” your eyes drift down to look at yourself, you look a mess. You start to close your eyes and Frankie leans down to your ear “You open your eyes. right. fuckin’. now.” his strokes hitting with every word, screams coming out of you and eyes move to Frankie seeing him in all his glory, like looking at a king he nods his head and smiles at you “What’s the matter baby? Are you about to nut babygirl? You wanna nut on big daddy’s dick, don’tchu you wanna get me wet huh.” you feel your pussy gush to the words of Frankie “Oh fuck daddy.” he smacks your ass “You like this nasty shit, I know you, you about to nut aint’chu.” Your leg has completely fallen asleep, but you didn’t give two shits about that right now your stomach tightens feeling yourself to cum “Yesss I-I doo dad-dyyy.” “Then do it then babygirl nut on this dick right now I know, babygirl I know.” and you do and you look at your man the whole time, Frankie was biting his supple bottom lip, his sexy brown eyes and his scrumptious chocolate skin then pumps a few strokes in you then explodes inside of you “Oh-hh fucc-kk bab-ygirl, I can’t get enough of you fuck.” he leans in close to grab your cheeks and gives you long wet kiss. “I’m sleepyyy daddyyy.” he nods his head “Okay babygirl, let’s get you to bed.” slowly pulling out of you and cum oozing out of you “I can’t feel my legs I feel like a noodle.” Frankie lifts you up in his arms, picking you up like a feather. “Then I did my job then huh.” He walks over to the bed and move the sheets back then lays you gently on the bed and kisses on the head “Good night babygirl, don’t let the bed bugs bite.” you smile and crank your neck “And if you do, get your shoes and you wack them until there black and blue.” he giggles “I didn't know there was a part two to that.” Frankie climbs in the bed with you, pulling you into his strong arms “Good night baby.” “Good babygirl.”

You get dropped off with Frankie, Rob parks his blue and black pickup truck in front of Jerome's place and you grab the door handle “Thank you Rob for dropping us off.” you open the door and taking a step on the sidewalk “Yeah thanks man, for letting us crash at your place.” he pats Rob on the shoulder “Anytime brother and give Leon my best.” Frankie steps out the truck and closes the door “Oh don’t forget, up there to the left it’s the freeway, don’t get lost again.” Rob pulls off to drive up to the freeway, you both walk inside to see Jerome counting a table full of money “Ayee Good morning nephew and good morning Lexi.” you both say good morning Jerome and Louie walks in with her with her teacup and takes a seat “Still going good huh?” Frankie askes Jerome “Better than good nephew, and I don’t know why you sleeping at that white boy house like we ain’t got a perfectly good couch.” Louie smirks at his statement “I think you answered your own question.” You tried to hold in your laugh as Frankie chuckles and your both take you your seats “Look we need to re-up on this powder.” Jerome still counting the money “No problem.” “You got any idea where we gon’ cook up this next batch.” Frankie eyes shift to look at the kitchen, Jerome takes a double take “I know you ain’t just look at my kitchen like you plan to use it, we gonna rent a place some place we can store it and cook the product.” and Louie gets a few hundred dollars “Louie I’ma put you on that.” Louie put the money in her bra “Boy we need to talk turkey.” “I feel the product’s price is right.” Jerome lips pull in a grin “I ain’t talkin’ bout the product. Now when you first came to me you said wanted to split this down the middle fifty-fifty.” Frankie scoffs at Jerome “Then what do you do huh? You turn me away, I ain’t given’ half away now.” Jerome laughs “Now I’m earnin’ if not them knuckleheads that y’all be runnin’ around with.” Jerome points at the both of you “And I can set your narrow ass straight.”

Frankie did not breaking his concentration “It’s my connect, my product, my process. I've already got Lexi, Lee, and Kev to take care.” he grabs a stack of cash and start counting “I’ve can give y’all ten percent.” Jerome haggles for forty percent “Twenty percent and that’s even pushin’ it.” Frankie smiles at his unc, Jerome chuckles “Twenty-five percent then we straight.” “Deal.” Frankie shakes hands Jerome “Ayee that’s my family right there! Move that. I’ma take a shit y’all keep countin’ that.” Jerome stands to walk to the bathroom Frankie turns to Louie “Ray-Ray thinkin’ on it, should know soon.” Louie sits up “Either way you gon’ take care of me right.” he nods his head “I gotchu you.” Louie looks deeper at Frankie “What about you? You alright? You juggling a lot of shit, you doin’ okay.” he lays his head on his hands and gives Louie a quick “Mhm.” and stares of into the distance.

You goes home and sees her momma’s car parked outside on the side driveway, you walk inside of the house to see your momma watching an old black exploitation movie “Where have you been Alexia? I’ve been waiting for you to come home last night! I thought you were hurt or killed somewhere.” you put your head down “I’m sorry momma I went to the hospital to go see Lee and I just got lost at the time and then I just stayed at Shon-Shon for the night.” she stands up to hug you pulling you in her arms “Well next time you wanna do something like that, you call me, don’t keep me in the dark I even bought you a pager for you, so don’t try not to lose this one this time.” “Thank you momma and Shon-Shon wants me to sleepover over at her house again and I’ll page you if something happens I promise.” Looking down at black pager with a sparkly pink case and a clip bend it, you kiss your momma on the cheek and thanked her walking to your room to pack a bag and changed into a white shirt and washed out jeans then before you left you saying goodbye and walked to Jerome’s house.

Pulling up to Avi’s place it had a tall gold gate that covered the front of the mansion it opens, Jerome pulls in to park in the corner of the driveway you, Frankie, Jerome, and Kev step out of the car, Frankie grabs his backpack “Okay y’all be cool, aight this motherfucka is crazy.” there was four men with all slicked back hair and large guns and you all spread your arms to get your pat down once your cleared you walked inside of the house everyone had ak-47’s and glocks on their hips. Avi wearing a versace tan shirt with khakis and gold shoes walks up to Frankie to give him a hug and shakes Jerome and Kev's hands then kisses your hand “Come, let’s go sit by the pool.” proceeding to the pool, there a large fountain in the corner and even a massive pool and a big slide on the side of the pool, you and Frankie take a seat with Avi, Frankie opens his backpack to hand Avi twelve stacks of money. Avi starts counting the money and since they were smaller bills he had to start over and over and over. It was so comical to you seeing Avi getting frustrated with money, Jerome is looking at everything “What’s up with these crates?” Avi looks up “What crates?” Jerome points down “These crates?” and Avi realized he lost his count “Motherfucker! YUDA!” and hands the gunman the money “Did you know Franklin saved Yuda’s life.” “No.” you and Jerome both say “It’s true..yeah he’s a good boy, so everytime he comes here. I offer him a drink, some snort, some pink he always says no.” You turn your head to see Kev putting his hand in the water, you take your pointer finger to say ‘come here’ to Kev, he walks up to the table “Shiit I’m good with any of those.” picking up the champagne bottle “Well I didn’t offer to you did I?” Avi turns to Frankie “The fuck you bring them here for?” “Told you. Business is ramping up. Means we’re gonna buy more, pay upfront that also means I might not be here to be making these runs.” Avi shakes his head “Noo it’s you I like, I trust, you put on the vest.”

The gunman says something in hebrew and Avi agrees the gunman walks away “Y’know Avi since you know we buyin in bulk, how do we do bit better on that price.” you and Frankie sit up “What?” coming from Avi, Jerome takes a seat next to Avi “I know you started the boy at twelve and how about how you shave a little off that price.” Avi’s realizing “Oh ohh maybe or maybe I’ll shave your eyebrows off your face and tell you to eat a donkey’s dick.” Frankie sticks out his hand “Come on Avi.” Avi grabs Frankie “And from now on it’s going to be thirteen a key.” the gunman comes back with two keys in his hands and sets them on the table Avi gives Frankie the two keys, he puts them in his backpack and closes the bag “Now get the fuck out.” Walking down the driveway “I told y’all to be cool.” Frankie walking in front with his hands in his pockets “Hey man it ain’t our fault the dude is crazy.” Kev says “Hey man he’s more than crazy, motherfucka racist.” Frankie stops and turns “It doesn’t matter unless y’all know where I can get pure product then Avi’s our guy.” Jerome taps Frankie shoulder “Look he has to be getting it somewhere and it’s much less than twelve a key and we get someone to scope out his place, get right to the source.” Frankie turns to walk to the car “Can’t just sit out and scope out his place, we’ll be arrested in five minutes.” “You right we can’t, but you know someone who can.” Rob can easily scope out Avi’s place.

Louie unlocks the door to an empty house with wood floors and a lamp in the corner with archway to the kitchen “Hey man this place is dope, I mean a few couches, some lava lamps and a big screen tv, hey we could have a waterbed in this motherfucka too.” Kev claps his hands “This ain’t no bachelor pad, it’s a good damn cook house, just calm yo ass down.” you put your hand on Kev’s shoulder and smile at him “Maybe we could a couple couches Kev.” Frankie walks in the kitchen, turning on the stove “We need to get the gas on, right away the stove is the whole point.” “Can get it done as early as tomorrow.” Frankie pager goes off and looks at it “Ray-Ray.” You, Frankie and Jerome walk to the car.

Jerome parks his car next to a oil well and leaving his lights on and few minutes later Ray-Ray pulls up and step out the car “I didn’t know y’all were bringing somebody.” Frankie steps forward “Just my uncle, hold up your end, you ain’t got nothin’ to worry about.” “Just be clear, I’m not the bitch here, whatever the fuck y’all did to Lenny really fucked him up, would’ve got us all killed.” Frankie nods his head “We know , you’re doin’ the right thing….get him out.” Jerome walks up to Ray-Ray “I’ma help you.” As Jerome walked away, you see the nervousness coming off Frankie. He puts his hands on the car and you pull him in for a quick kiss “You can do this baby.” Frankie told you what him and Lee talked about taking care his family his kinfolk and most importantly you. “Get yo ass up..Get up.” Jerome and Ray-Ray carry Lenny to sit him down in between the cars so he can see you and Frankie, Jerome holds Lenny in a chokehold “Motherfuckin’ Judas’s.” Ray-Ray looks at Frankie “All right we good?” Frankie walks closer to Ray-Ray “Afraid we ain’t, need to know word of this shit never gon leave this spot.” Frankie opens a switchblade “Nah man fuck that-man you told me to bring him here.” “Either you do it so I know you’ll keep your mouth shut or you’ll both be dead.” Frankie throws the blade to Ray-Ray “That wasn’t the deal.” you spoke “Well it’s the deal now.” Lenny is pleading with Ray-Ray “Come on Ray-Ray.” Frankie smiles “Hey man I understand this ain’t an easy ask..I know.” Frankie tosses a stack of cash to Ray-Ray “Plenty more where where that came from, we can use men who know how to handle theyself. Future could be bright.” Ray-Ray picks up the blade and walks towards Lenny “Hey man don’t you do this shit man, come on man.” Ray-Ray grips the blade tighter “I told you to let this shit go.” “Man you ain’t never gonna forget this shit, you won’t and you know it nigga.” Jerome opens up Lenny’s neck, Ray-Ray is still not moving, Frankie pulls his gun and pointed at the back of Ray-Ray head “Come on Ray-Ray.” Lenny is begging for his life “Look at me Ray-Ray, please look at me.” Frankie screams “Do it mothfucka!” Ray-Ray yells “Alright! Alright!” Ray-Ray walks up to Lenny and slices his throat, Jerome steps back to not get blood on his clothes. Lenny’s blood is running down his shirt and spilling on the dirt he’s became silence then the light leaving his eyes and becoming a lifeless soul.

“For Leon motherfucka.” Frankie whispers, he puts his gun under his belt “You ever wanna make some ends, you know where to find me.” and walks back to the car and opens the car for you to get in, once you got in, you share a quick look with Jerome and you both just look at Frankie, seeing in that state that he was so angry and relieve to be getting Lee’s lick back then Jerome drives off to leave Ray-Ray to dig for Lenny’s body.

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Another one thank you 🤣🤣 THE BITCH IS DEAD (FINALLY) thank you to everyone still reading this it really means a lot to me (side note irl: this has been a hard chapter for me to finish because me and partner are broken up and I had no desire to write, but the breakup was very mutual between us and after having closure with our relationship is much better now and she is my friend now☺️) but back on this story Lexi needs to stop lying’ to her momma 🫣 you know she ain’t gonna sis especially for that dick, it’s too bomb 😜 especially at Rob’s when he was fucking her from the back giving Lexi that dumb dick and making her to look at him, bitch you cannot tell me otherwise that you would not be dickmatize 🗣️🙋🏿‍♀️ speaking on that sis, that daddy kink Frankie new nickname is Snowdady, you can’t change my mind. Thank you again for taking the time to read this. See you on chapter 9💋

Love Nazzy 💕

Chapter 7

Summary:Making it back to L.A. to start cutting and bagging the crack, when Lee and Kev go to projects to give it away,and while you and Frankie have a moment to get together, when Jerome agrees to give out to the people in the neighborhood, you both walk back to the projects to if business is booming to find out Lee got his shoes blood, Frankie not seeing eye to eye and getting into to a fight with each other, giving Frankie the silent treatment, the next day you hear gunshots coming from the outside.

Warnings:afab-reader, n-word usage, cursing, descriptions of drugs (heavily), descriptions of blood(2 scenes), smut, unprotected p-in-v, creampie, ass eating, spanking, kissing, squirting, oral (fem rec.), fighting

Word count: 3.5k mdni!(18+) Happy reading!

This takes place in episode 8

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Same Morning

Hands slightly shaking you to wake up “Baby we made it back, come on wake up.” you look around to be parked out in front of Frankie house, you groan “What time is it?” Kev turns around to look at you “It’s one-thirty.” Frankie nudges you “Come on let’s go inside, my moms is at work right now.” you all get out the car to walk inside, you also see your momma’s car is gone as well ‘I wonder what she’s doing right now’ to walk on the steps to have Frankie opening the door with his keys and opening for you three and closing it, you all walked to frankie’s room, he close his door and walks to grab his mirror on the wall and sets it on his made up bed and opening his backpack and sets the crack on the bed “Alright, Kev, Lee, and Lexi y’all are gonna cut it, I’m gonna bag it.” Lee opens the bag, takes a rock on the mirror, Frankie grabs two razor blades to give the boys to cut it.

It's been a hour since y’all been doing this and your fingers hurt, you kept cracking your knuckles, cutting the rock into smaller rocks and putting in a dime-bags, Frankie is sitting on chair next to his desk putting the small rocks in a large ziplock bag, Lee looking tired “Aye man can’t we get some bitches to do this.” Lee pointing at the crack, Frankie looks at Lee, smilinging “Already did.” you and Kev flips off at Frankie and Lee sucks in his teeth and continues to cut the crack, you turn to Frankie “So how much are we gonna sell these for?” Looking at the small rocks and putting them in a large zip lock bag “ Well we're not gonna sell it, we’re gonna give it away actually.” Frankie stops to look at you, Lee stands up “What? What do you mean we’re not gonna sell for how much crack we have.” Frankie stood up as well. “No one in L.A. knows what this is and we need to make a market for it, and when they do come back we’ll tell them to bring ten for the next day.” Kev looks at the rock “So what’s up you gonna let us try the sample this time?” He groans “Just tell them that is good Kev?” Kev looks back at the rock “Yeah I wanna know how good?” He rolls his and walks to the window and opens it all the way “Aight go ahead on you, but only for you don’t get an addiction to that shit man.” Kev looks for a pipe and holds it up “What do you think, this will work?” You stand up to look at Kev with him putting the rock in the pipe and cracks the lighter.

The three of you are standing in front of him, looking closely as he inhales the smoke, like in slow motion, he blows the smoke out in y’all faces, he falls back with his white bucket hat almost falling off, Lee grabs the pipe and lighter out of his hand, Kev slowly sits on the bed with stumbling back as well, he looks spaced out and starts giggling at the ceiling, Lee shakes his head “I’m good with that.” not wanting to try the product and Lee puts the pipe and lighter down “We gon make bank.” Kev is still dazed out, you walk to him and gently tap him on his face, slowly coming back to earth “Kev you there? Kev.” Once he was back to earth, you walk out the room to the kitchen to grab a glass of water for him, running the faucet and stop it and walking back to the room and closing the door and handing the cup to Kev and he drinks all of it “Aight we gonna finish the batch and once we’re done y’all are gonna go to the projects and give it away.” And it took a few more hours to finish the batch. Once the boys left it was just you and Frankie just sitting on the bed, he stands up to put the rest of the crack under his bed and sitting on the bed with you he rubs your knee, slowly “So what did you want to do now?” his hand reaches up closer to your thigh “I got somethin’ on my mind that I wanna do?”

You lay back on his bed “O my god Frankie you are a fein.” laughing as you say it “How can I not be baby with you lookin’ so good touchin’ your supple thighs and this fat pussy.” He pinches your ass “Ouch that hurt me, I think you have to kiss it now to make it feel better.” he smiles “Oh I can make it feel better, I’ll make you feel better all over, especially right here.” his fingers touching over you jean covered pussy, putting his hand against you, rubbing his fingers slowly, you spread your legs wide, he takes his hand away to start to button your jeans, taking your panties off as well, you sit up to take off your long sleeve off and Frankie takes off his clothes and climbs on top of you, scooting back to his headboard, he stops right in front of you, looking at you “Does that ass still hurt?” you smile “I still think so baby, I need to kiss it.” he grabs your hips to flip you over on your stomach and pull you up with your ass up “Mhmm baby you have such a beautiful ass.” he starts kissing on your ass, working up to your mark, he pecks all over it, he wraps his arms around your legs, you moan “I need you inside of me baby.” he pulls away “Patience baby, I’m a give it to you.” he inches closer to your pussy, feeling his breath on you, his lips touching your pussy, his tongue grazing over your clit “Fuck yeah baby.” he starts moaning into your pussy, feeling the vibration on your clit, wanting more, you push back against his face, he takes his hand to spread your cheeks apart “If you want that ass to feel better, let me eat it.” looking at your forbidden knot “Yes baby, please eat it.” he flattens his tongue up to your ass, he slides his tongue around your knot “Ughh Frankie fuck.” trying to put your hand on head, you keep moaning, he’s eating you from the back, having this new sensation feeling, his lips kissing right on your hole “Fuck baby even this ass taste good.” he keeps eating you, he slides his tongue down to collect the cum that was coming out of you, still working you out, eating you like you were his last meal “Baby I can’t take this shit no more I need you to fuck me.” pleading to him “Nut on my face and then I’ll fuck you baby.” The heat in your stomach, like a stretched out rubber band, pulling on each side and then it snaps, you cum all over his face “ugh-h fuckkk oh shit.” he sucking on your soul “That’s it baby, keep nuttin’ on my face.” and you did, releasing your enesence on his lips, eyes in the back of your head, shaking all over, your legs feel like jello he comes up and kiss your back up to your shoulder, you see his handsome ass all wet of your essence on his face kissing your lips “Fuck baby, you got me so hard right now.” slipping his tongue in yours, tasting yourself while you kiss him.

He slips in without hesitation stroking inside of your walls just hitting your spot over and over and over, he grabs your arms to put them behind your back, leaving you helpless and just taking it. “You are so tight baby…. baby you better take this fuckin’ dick, yeah you like this shit huh? yeah fuck back at me fuck.” moving your hips back to the force that he is giving you, he takes one of hand off of you, he rubs his hand on your cheek and slapping it hard, you scream and he smacks you again and again and moves down to pussy starting to rub your clit “Nut on my fuckin’ dick come on baby, you can do it. Do it for me, I’m right here.” you couldn’t stop moaning, even if you wanted to you couldn’t “Fuckk-k Fra-ankie I th-ink i’m gonna cummm-mm ughh-hh.” a wet splash was coming out of you, making Frankie strokes wetter and hotter “Ooohh shhhi-tt baby, yeah get this….fuckin’ dick…wet….” It’s becoming too much for you, how Frankie is fucking you and rubbing you, you try to jolt away from him “Were you think you goin’? stop runnin’ run me.” he pumps a few more times and releases his cum inside of you, forcing his hips deep inside so nothing would come out, he releases your arms and rolls over on his bed “Does your ass feel better now?” giggling at his joke, sitting up to look at him “Yes it does thank you for making it feel better.”

Same Night

While Kev and Lee are at the projects giving away the crack, you and Frankie change into some fresh clothes Frankie was wearing a red striped multi colored shirt with yellow and brown going across his chest, he grabs his backpack and straps it on and you changed in a light blue crop top and some jean shorts, you both walk to out of his house to walk to his unc’s house to show him a new drug he found, your hands are interlocked, Frankie walks into the house first then you “Wassup nephew, Sup Lexi.” Jerome sees you both coming in and Louie stands up to give you a hug and frankie as well “Aye I wanna show y’all somethin’.” Frankie takes off his backpack and opens the zipper and pours out small rocks of crack on their coffee table “Price point is right. We don’t have to sell it to the white folks or mexicans, off a single key the way we cut it we make fifty-selling nickels. But if it catches on and we set the market, we sell dimes.” Louie looks at Jerome “100,000 off of a single key?” you both nod your head “Uhh-huh. And people will come back, try it if you want to.” Frankie tells Louie “Oh, fuck that, nah I’ve been with fools into freebase that shit is nasty.” Frankie chuckles “All I know is, this will catch on and we could be makin’ seven figures a month.” pointing at the crack. “Allright. We’ll give away your little shit for right now and see how this goes.” Frankie claps his hands, you smile Frankie daps up Jerome and you give him a hug and louie of course and before y’all left Jerome wants to know what Frankie is gonna do when this shit starts poppin’ off, he tells him that he’s thinkin’ on it and Jerome wants he to keep thinkin’ on it and say your goodbyes and walk towards the projects.

“It’s great that your unc said yes, this will help us in the long run.” Frankie grabs your hand to kiss it “Yes it is baby.” you walked on the court to see Kev and Lee still there and waiting for the both of you “Sup man how’s it goin’.” Lee sitting on a table and Kev kicking the basketball with his feet “Told you nigga, some fat-ass hobo pulled a knife on me.” your eyes widened seeing Lee’s chucks had blood all of them “You okay though?” you asked Lee “Yeah goot his blood all over my fucking kicks man.” “Yeah but you good though?” Frankie asked him “Yeah. he ain’t stick me, but you gonna reimburse me for these shoes though.” Frankie lets go over your hand and walks away with a chuckle “Yeah man sure.” Frankie sounded sarcastic “I’ll give you fifty cents, you can walk your ass down to Goodwill.” Furring your brows together not liking how Frankie is talking to Lee and he stands up and walks towards Frankie “Man fuck you.” Frankie turns around “Wait you forreal right now?” Even Though Lee is shorter than Frankie he’s still standing ten toes down “Real as death nigga, and I want a little extra to pay my frayed nerves. Hazard pay.” Kev agrees with Lee “It’s fair Saint I mean we are putting our lives on the line for this thing man.” Frankie is not happy “You wanna talk about lives on the line? I almost died twice since I’ve started this shit.” Lee being fed up “Man, this is nigga full of excuse, but you ain’t but a cheap ass motherfucka.” Frankie laughs “You get poked one time by some junkie ass blade what about me? I’ve been robbed, beat, shot at. You wanna talk about hazard pay, where's my hazard pay, motherfucka.” Looking around you see a crowd forming in, everyone looking at y'all “You know what? Fine, you want some money? Here take some money.” Frankie takes out a band of money and takes some out to throw it Lee’s face. He steps up to Frankie and points his finger in Frankie’s face “Man who do all the fuckin’ killing for you, man?” You and Kev pick up the money on the floor so no one could get it, Frankie not breaking eye contact “Step the fuck back.” Lee keep pushing the issue “But now, you’re some king or some shit. You gonna tell me how to wipe my fuckin’ ass?” Frankie pushes Lee a few steps back “I said step the fuck back!” people groaning at the scene “Frankie stop it.” You tell him and Lee picks up a basketball throws at Frankie and hitting him in the face “Fuck” he yells and Lee picks up Frankie and tackles him, Frankie is hitting Lee on his back and Lee slams him on the ground there are wrestling eachother for the upper hand and just before shit gets out of hand you and Kev break up the fight.

Pulling Frankie off of Lee and pushing him away “You need to calm the fuck down now.” Kev coming into the middle to separate them apart “Hey, back- hey back up man! Cool out man y’all actin’ like some bitches! Fuck.” Frankie not done “We’re sitting on top of a fuckin’ goldmine and if you don’t fuck it up!.” Lee walks away “Man fuck you! and fuck all this shit man!.” and Frankie is still going “Leon Simmons is the man with the fucking plans, huh?” Lee walks away to grab his stereo and leave. You and Kev kept calling Lee to come back and he’s not listening. Now you’re piss at Frankie, not seeing where Lee is coming from and pay him some respect, You turn to Frankie “What the fuck was that shit.” he sighs “Baby, Lee is acting like a bitch right now.” You roll your eyes and put your hand in front of his face “No Franklin the only person that is a bitch right now is you.” and with that you walked back to your house without saying goodbye to them.

Next Morning

You heard your momma walk into your room dress up in her work outfit “Hey sweetie, your awake.” You didn’t get any sleep last night, reliving the fight between Frankie and Lee and Frankie even tried to see you up last night by tapping your window, and you gave him the silent treatment and eventually he left. “Yeah momma, after sleeping over at shon-shon’s I’m glad to be back in my own bed.” you smile at her “Well I’m off to work and I made some dinner last night I made fried chicken and mashed potatoes, it’s in the fridge.” nodding your head “Okay thank you momma, love you” “Love you too sweetie.” and with that your momma left to go to work.

You’ve been relaxing since this morning, not really doing anything and you open all of your windows to have the fresh air going in your room, your pink curtains are blowing in the wind and then you were wearing you pj’s and robe on top you hear Lee banging on the door of the Saint residence “Aye Saint, you home. Man come on, my bad about yesterday all right, open up if you in there let’s squash this shit man. Saint.” Tired of hearing the banging, you get up to your front door to tell Lee that he’s not there, and once you open the door you see Lenny shooting Lee twice, one in the leg and one in the stomach, Lee runs to the back yard to hide out. Lenny runs back to his car to drive off, immediately you close the door to grab a towel from your closet and running out the front door to Frankie’s house and going through the fence to see Lee bleeding out through his tan two-piece, putting the towel on stomach “Leon, your gonna be okay, okay keep your eyes open for me.” Putting pressure on the wound and the blood on your hands and you take off your robe to wrap it around Lee's leg to stop the bleeding, his eyes closing in with heavy breathing and Frankie comes running outside to see both of you bloody as shit “Motherfucka caught me slippin’ man.” Frankie takes off his light blue button up shirt to put it over your towel, with Frankie fast thinking he runs inside to call an ambulance and they need to hurry up “I don’t wanna die lexi, I don’t wanna die.” with tears coming out of his eyes “You’re not gonna die, I’m not gonna let that happen. just keep your eyes open for me.” Frankie says that they're on their way and with just a whisper Lee says “The crack, the crack, hide the crack.” You both look at each other “Fuck!” and Frankie runs back inside of the house to grab all the drugs in his room and stuffing it in his backpack and he runs back outside, looking for somewhere to stash it “Put it in my room Frankie hide it in my closet.” Frankie hops over the fence and jumps through your window, putting his bag away in your closet and putting clothes on top it and coming back. You both are putting pressure on his wounds “They’re on their way Lee.” Hearing the sirens coming closer to the house “I don’t wanna die.” you both say “You’re not gonna die.”

The ambulance stopping in front of the house and the paramedics coming with a gurney, they put Lee on it and run back to the ambulance and drive to the hospital. Two cops pull up to the house for questions, “So what happened?” one of the cops asked, ready to write everything down you looked dazed with Lee’s blood all over you, Frankie speaks for the both of you “We were just chillin at my girls house and then we heard gunshots. so I walked outside to see and then Lexi look at her window and we saw Lee layin’ on the ground and that’s when we came.” “And ma’am, what did you see?” the other cop asked, you look up at him “Yeah we were just relaxin’ in my room, and then we heard gunshots, it scared the shit of us, and looked out my window to see Lee on the ground.” “And did you get a look on the shooter, maybe see who it was?” you both said no.

Even though you both know who it was. “Alright let’s go to the station so this can be reported, you guys can change before we leave.” Frankie walks back inside to put on his red stripe shirt back on, he comes back to see your still standing there, he puts a hand on your lower back “Come on baby let’s get you change.” you silently nod your head and start walking to your house. Walking through the front door and leaving it open for him, he closes it, still walking to your room and sitting on the bed, Frankie comes in to your room and a fresh shirt and shorts for to change, he grabs your shirt to lift it up and over your head and puts the clean one on, still daze on what happen with Lee praying that he is still alive, he takes off your shorts and outs the clean one on “Okay baby we need to get our story straight before we go there baby?” you look at him, tears swelling up in your eyes and coming down on your face, he wraps his arms around you pulling you in almost like you couldn’t breathe “Let’s just say we’re in your room, just chillin’ and that’s when we heard the gunshots coming from my house.” you nod your head “Okay baby let’s go.” he pulls away and smiles at you, grabbing your hand to walk back to the cops.

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And that’s a wrap everyone thank you to everyone who have been liking my story it means alot to me and I can’t help to add a little smut I believe that Frankie needs to get it in every night with Lexi(😏), I still have not came up with a title yet but I’m still thinking (irl: my life has been pretty hectic) And what is the tea? The boys are fighting?, I’m trying to put more dialogue with lexi, instead of trying to write what they only saying in the show, but thank thank you again for reading and now on to Chapter 8

Queen I’m obsessed this is sooo goood 🥰💕💕 she is clenched

Through The Night

Pairing: Marvin Milk x Jasmine (Black Fem OC)

Warning(s): 18+, SMUT, MDNI, P in V, oral sex (male/female receiving), fingering, D/s elements, Season 3 M.M, Daddy kink, rough sex, angst, FILTH, praise kink, fluff, dirty talk.

Summary: Jasmine confronts Marvin about his obsession with avenging Soldier Boy, fearing it’s driving a wedge between them and tearing their family apart.

Word count: 6.2K

Jasmine sat in the living room. The only sounds were the fridge’s low hum and the distant noise of the city.

The clock on the wall ticked. Time stood still, and she gazed at the almost empty wine glass. She felt trapped, her eyes fixed on the remnants of her drink.

The deep red liquid swirled, catching the dim light from the lamp beside her. Her hand sat still, fingers orbiting her wedding ring in silence.

Her big, curly hair framed her face, now frizzy from hours of stress. The light glowed on her brown skin, but worry shadowed her pretty eyes. She was a beautiful woman, but tonight, the weight of her fears had dimmed her usual radiance.

The wine did little to calm her nerves. She was too wired, too anxious.

Marvin had been gone all day, and now, well into the night, she had no idea where he was or if he was okay. Her mind raced with every worst-case scenario, each more terrifying than the last.

She glanced at the baby monitor on the coffee table. The small screen showed Malia asleep in her crib, unaware of the turmoil in her parents’ world.

Jasmine felt a pang in her chest, a mix of love and guilt. Malia deserved better than this. Better than a father obsessed with revenge and a mother terrified of losing him.

The sound of the front door creaking open snapped Jasmine out of her thoughts. Her heart leaped into her throat as she turned to see Marvin step inside.

He looked exhausted; his broad shoulders slumped. His usually sharp eyes were dull and tired. And he smelled of the night—sweat and a hint of something metallic, like blood.

Marvin closed the door, his movements slow and careful, as if he were trying not to wake a sleeping giant. But Jasmine was already awake, her anger boiling beneath the surface.

“Hey, baby,” Marvin said, his voice low and gravelly. He tried to smile, but it didn’t reach his eyes.

Jasmine didn’t respond. She watched him with a cold, hard stare, her fingers tightening around the stem of her wine glass.

The tension in the room was thick enough to choke on.

Marvin sighed and walked over, leaning down to kiss her forehead. Jasmine stayed still, her body rigid. The tension only grew thicker.

“You couldn’t fucking call?” she finally snapped, her voice cutting through the quiet like a knife. She set her glass down on the table with a sharp clink, her eyes blazing with anger. “One goddamn call, Marvin. That’s all I needed.”

“I’m sorry,” Marvin said, straightening up, his frustration starting to bubble to the surface. “Shit went left with Soldier Boy, and I didn’t have time.”

“Didn’t have time?” Jasmine’s voice rose. She stood up, stepping closer to him, her anger giving her strength. “You didn’t have time to let me know if you were alive or dead? Do you have any idea how many hours I’ve been sitting here, wondering if I’m gonna have to raise our daughter on my own?”

Marvin clenched his jaw, his hands balling into fists at his sides. “I’m out there trying to protect you, Jasmine, trying to keep our family safe. You think I want to leave you hanging? You think I enjoy this shit?”

“I don’t know what you enjoy anymore, Marvin,” Jasmine shot back. “All I know is you’re obsessed with killing this man, and it’s tearing us apart. You’re not the same person I married. Every time you leave, I’m scared you’re not coming back.”

Marvin’s anger flared, and the frustration he had been holding in all day spilled over. “This isn’t about me, Jasmine! That motherfucker destroyed my family. I can’t walk away from that. I won’t. If I don’t take him down, who the fuck will?”

“But what about our family?” Jasmine’s voice cracked, her eyes filling with tears. “What about Malia? What about me? Every time you go out there, it feels like I’m losing you a little more. I don’t want to lose you, Marvin, but I can’t keep doing this. I can’t keep sitting here, night after night, waiting for that knock on the door telling me you’re never coming home.”

Marvin’s anger wavered as he looked into her eyes, seeing the fear and pain there. His heart twisted in his chest, the weight of his guilt crashing down on him. “I’m sorry,” he said, his voice softer now. He reached out, pulling her into his arms.

Jasmine resisted for a moment. Then, she melted into his embrace, her tears soaking his shirt. “I don’t want to lose you either. I’m doing this for us, Jas. I need you to understand that. But I know... I know it’s not fair to you.”

She buried her face in his chest, her body quaking with silent sobs. “I don’t care about revenge, Marvin. I want my husband back. I want Malia to have her father.”

Marvin held her tight, his tears threatening to spill over. “I’m sorry, baby. I promise you, once this is over, I’ll be here. I’ll be the husband you need, the father Malia deserves. Just hold on a little longer.”

Jasmine nodded against his chest, her heart heavy but a little bit of the tension easing as she clung to him. She wanted to believe him, needed to believe him.

In the dim light of the living room, they stood holding each other, trying to piece together the fragments of their shattered world. After a long moment, Marvin pulled back, wiping a tear from her cheek with his thumb.

“Come here, beautiful,” he said.

He guided her to the couch, pulling her down onto his lap. She curled into him, resting her head on his shoulder. The steady beat of his heart soothed her frazzled nerves.

“Promise me you’ll come home every night,” Jasmine whispered, her voice small and fragile.

“I promise,” Marvin replied, his lips brushing against her curls. “I’ll always come back to you. Always.”

Marvin cradled her chin, tilting her face to meet his gaze. Their eyes locked, and the world around them seemed to vanish. When his lips finally touched hers, the initial contact sent a sharp, electric thrill through her body.

He traced her lips with his tongue. Her lips were soft and inviting under his touch. He bit her bottom lip. Then, he sucked it into his mouth. He tasted the faint sweetness of her skin. A quiet moan escaped her.

Marvin’s hand slid up her back, the warmth of his touch spreading like a slow fire. He held her tighter, the soft fabric of her nightie bunching under his grip as the kiss deepened.

When they finally pulled away, Marvin rested his forehead against hers and closed his eyes. Her fingers traced his jaw. The softness of his beard brushed her fingertips. Its warm, velvety texture contrasted with the roughness she expected.

“I love you.”

“I love you more.”

“Show me how much you love me,” she purred. Her eyes darkened with desire.

Jasmine stood up and grabbed Marvin’s hand. His warm skin sent a shiver up her arm. She guided him upstairs, their weight making them groan.

In the bedroom, cool, dim light filtered through the door, creating a soft, intimate glow. The wine had left Jasmine tipsy, and their steamy make-out session had her clit throbbing with need. Her skin flushed from the drink and their growing tension.

Jasmine grasped the frayed edges of Marvin’s brown leather jacket. Its worn threads strained as she pulled it down his shoulders. The scent of leather and his cologne—earthy and familiar—filled her, grounding her in the moment.

“I miss you so much,” she murmured, her voice thick with longing. Her eyes locked onto his with an intensity that made her chest tighten. “Especially on nights like this.”

Marvin’s gaze darkened, his eyes following her every movement as she undressed him. His breath quickened. His tongue darted out to wet his lips. Lust surged through him.

“What do you do when you’re alone, baby?” he asked, his voice dropping to a husky whisper.

Jasmine’s eyes fluttered closed. Her mind drifted back to those lonely nights—the cool sheets against her skin. The empty room’s echoing silence. She would touch herself. Her fingers traced the paths she imagined Marvin’s hands would take. She was trying to fill the void his absence had left.

“I play with my pussy, baby,” she said. Her voice was soft but heavy with her confession.

“Oh, yeah?”

She nodded, her hands sliding under his white tee. The warmth of his skin met her palms, and his chest was smooth and firm under her touch.

She craved that skin-to-skin touch, like a lifeline. It could tether her to Marvin, the man she missed so much.

Marvin raised his arms, letting her slip his shirt off and drop it to the floor. His arms circled her waist, pulling her close. His warm skin radiated like a magnet, drawing her in. Soon, their bodies were flush against each other.

He reached behind her, lifting her nightie, his hands sliding over her skin until they gripped her ass. His big hands squeezed, firm but gentle, eliciting a soft whimper from Jasmine as he massaged her ass.

He spread her cheeks, the motion so intimate that a quiet, wet sound escaped from between her legs.

Jasmine felt his erection pressing against her through his jeans. She couldn’t resist. She rubbed her front against it. The friction sparked a desperate need between them.

Marvin bit his lip, his eyes dark with anticipation. “You feel that?”

“Uh huh,” Jasmine replied. A shiver of pleasure raced down her spine, making her head loll back.

He craned his neck, his lips brushing against her neck and collarbone. His warm breath against her skin and his soft kisses sent a shiver through her. “Show Daddy how you play with that pussy.”

He didn’t have to tell her twice. Jasmine moved onto the bed, and the sheets cooled against her heated skin. Her eyes, burning with a fierce desire, stayed locked on Marvin. Her breath quickened as she spread her legs, feeling the heat coil within her.

The laced thong slid against her skin. She tugged it aside, revealing her glistening wetness. Her slick folds glimmered in the dim light as she lay there, exposed.

“So wet for you,” Jasmine moaned, her breath hitched with each gentle stroke. Her fingers moved in slow, deliberate circles over her swollen, sensitive clit.

The sensation sent waves of heat through her. Her eyes, dark with desire, stayed locked onto his. They caught every flicker of his need.

As he focused on her, his chest rose and fell. His jeans strained against the growing hardness beneath them, seemed almost too tight.

Jasmine’s fingers slipped through her slick folds. She gathered the warm moisture that pooled there. Her touch grew more insistent as her arousal deepened. Her moans echoed in the charged air between them.

She touched her finger to her mouth. Her tongue flicked out to taste the slickness on her fingertip.

Jasmine hummed in satisfaction, savoring the taste. “Mm, so good. Want a taste?” she purred, her voice dripping with temptation.

“Fuckin’ tease,” he growled, his voice rough with need.

In a swift motion, he yanked her to the edge of the bed, her ass hanging over the edge. She gasped. The sudden shift sent a jolt of excitement through her.

He dropped to his knees, his strong hands gripping her thighs with a firm, almost possessive hold. The pressure built as he lifted her legs onto his shoulders, and her body arched toward him.

His breath ghosted over her skin, making her shiver. The tension between them reached a fever pitch. Jasmine glanced down at Marvin’s head between her thick thighs.

His eyes, dark and wild with hunger, locked onto hers. A feral intensity burned within them, thrilling Jasmine. He looked like a man possessed, eager to devour every inch of her exposed flesh.

Marvin leaned in, then kissed her slick slit. The heat of his lips sent shivers through her body. She felt the warmth of his breath before his tongue darted out, tracing a teasing path along her folds.

He wrapped his lips around her swollen clit, the soft warmth of his mouth sending a shiver through her. He started with gentle suction, a sweet tease.

Then, he increased the pressure. Drew Jasmine deeper into the rising pleasure.

The feeling shot a bolt of pleasure through her. Her back arched as she gasped, “Oh, yesss,” her voice trembled.

Marvin moaned against her pussy. The sound vibrated through her sensitive flesh. His taste buds reveled in her sweetness. Her pussy had a rich, intoxicating flavor. It sent a rush of pleasure through him, fueling his desire.

Jasmine whined. His moan rippled through her clit, sending sparks up her spine.

With a shaky breath, she pulled the straps of her nightie down her shoulders. The soft fabric slid over her skin as she freed her breasts. The cool air brushed against her nipples, already stiff with arousal.

She cupped one breast in her hand, squeezing it, while her other hand found its way to Marvin’s head. Her fingers threaded through his hair as she caressed the back of his neck.

His hot, wet tongue slithered up and down her slick folds. His skillful tongue and his moans pushed her closer to the edge. Her body ached for release.

Marvin moaned against her pussy, his taste buds exploding from her sweetness. He loved the way she tasted. Jasmine felt the vibration of his moan hit her clit, and her back arched off the bed.

He pulled back from her slick pussy to catch his breath, and his beard glistened with her juices.

The air was thick with the scent of her arousal, and he took a moment to cherish it before leaning back in. His tongue flicked out, teasing her swollen clit. His light, delicate strokes made her shudder.

Without breaking eye contact, he spat on her pussy. The warm liquid mixed with her wetness, and he plunged his fat tongue deep into her slit.

“Oooh, eat that pussy, baby,” Jasmine cried, her voice trembling with need. She squeezed her breasts, her nipples hard against her palms.

Her body responded to every touch, every lick, with an intensity that made her toes curl. Marvin’s lust-filled eyes never left hers.

It was a silent command to watch as he lapped up her juices, his tongue moving with a ruthless rhythm.

A familiar tension coiled deep in her core. It signaled her approaching orgasm. Marvin was relentless. His mouth worked her over with expert precision, aiming to drain every drop out of her.

Jasmine’s back arched, and her legs trembled. The pleasure overwhelmed her. Moisture seeped between her thighs, pooling beneath her. Her orgasm built to a breaking point.

“Marvin, baby, I’m cumming,” she announced, breathless. The first wave of release crashed through her.

Marvin pulled away, and a string of her slickness connected them. He shifted his focus back to her swollen clit; his large thumb circled it. The pressure was light at first, teasing her overstimulated nerves. Then, with deliberate intent, he pressed down.

The sudden intensity was too much. Jasmine’s orgasm shot through her like a lightning strike. Her body convulsed as waves of pleasure crashed over her.

Her legs trembled, her breath coming in shallow gasps. “Shit,” she whispered as the last ripples of her climax coursed through her.

Marvin, thorough as ever, leaned down to lick her pussy. His tongue lapped up every drop of her release. He savored the taste.

When he finally finished, he climbed on top of her, the weight of his body pressing her into the mattress. His hand found her chin, tilting her head up as he captured her mouth in a heated kiss.

Jasmine moaned into his mouth. The taste of her on his tongue was both familiar and arousing. It reminded him of everything he had done to her.

Their lips parted, and the warmth of their kiss was still in the air. Marvin’s gaze wandered over her body. His eyes lingered on every curve. He relished her from head to toe. His breath quickened with desire.

“Turn around and let me see that ass,” he demanded, his voice a commanding growl. “Poke it out for me.”

Jasmine’s legs felt like jelly, quivering under his burning gaze. The tremors in her thighs matched her racing heart. Her breath caught as she rotated to face the other direction.

Kneeling, she felt the bed’s softness clash with the raw need pulsing in her. She reached out, her fingers clutching the pillow. It was something solid to hold onto. She braced herself, her breaths shallow and uneven.

Following his orders, she arched her back and stuck her ass out. Her skin burned with heat under his stare.

Marvin stood behind her, his hands kneading and spreading her ass with a firm, practiced touch. The heat of his palms clashed with the cool air. It heightened his awareness of every stroke.

He licked his thumb before bringing it down to the rim of her ass. His thumb rubbed in tiny, deliberate circles. It sent chills through her body and made her back arch.

“Straighten up, I won’t tell you again,” he warned.

His firm tone cut through the tense air and made her body stiffen. Marvin’s hands ran over her soft curves, his touch firm as he rubbed her from behind.

He bent forward, sliding her nightie up, fabric caressing her skin. His lips followed. They pressed warm, lingering kisses along her spine, up to her neck, and finally to her shoulder.

“Good girl, so wet for me,” he said, his voice rough with desire. His finger slipped between her warm folds and explored her slick heat before pushing inside.

The sudden intrusion made Jasmine tense up. A breathy moan escaped her lips as her body instinctively responded to the pleasure.

His finger slid in and out of her soaking pussy. The slick friction made a symphony of lewd, wet noises that filled the room. As he added another finger, she moaned louder. The pressure and fullness filled her with a raw, primal pleasure.

“Fuck,” she breathed out. Her words were barely audible. She ground against Marvin’s fingers, seeking more delicious friction.

Her eyes fluttered shut. Marvin’s fingers pounded deeper, curling inside her like he was digging for treasure. It brought her closer to the edge.

Marvin smirked as her pussy clenched around his fingers. Her body responded to his every move.

“You like that shit, huh?” he teased. His voice dripped with cockiness.

“Yes, baby,” Jasmine panted, her orgasm building fast. “I’m about to cum.”

Marvin’s fingers pulled away from her as the waves of release surged.

The sudden loss of feeling made Jasmine unravel. A loud, desperate whine tore from her throat, her need clear.

Without hesitation, Marvin reacted. His hand came down hard on her ass. The sharp crack of the impact echoed through the room.

The sting pulsed through her skin, leaving a burning imprint that made her suck in the air. It left her desperate for release.

She heard Marvin behind her. The muted thud of his shoes hitting the floor punctuated the growing tension. His belt buckle clinked as he undid it, and then she heard the soft rustle of his zipper sliding down.

Her heart began to race, each beat a loud drum in her ears, as the anticipation tightened within her.

Marvin’s dick sprung free with a slight bob, pre-cum oozing from the flushed tip. He gathered the glistening liquid with a slow stroke. He massaged it over the head. The slickness added a sheen to his length.

Jasmine looked back at him, her gaze filled with admiration as she took in the sight of him in all his naked glory.

His dick was beautiful, long, and thick, each vein standing out. His fat, plump balls hung heavy. Their fullness made her mouth water.

“Damn, you gonna fuck me with all that?” Jasmine teased, her voice playful and full of desire. She batted her long lashes at him, a smirk on the corners of her lips.

“Only good girls get this dick,” he replied, his tone firm. He pressed the tip of his thick shaft against her entrance. Her slick wetness coated it. He teased her enough to make her squirm.

“Are you a good girl?” he asked, his gaze intense, waiting for her response.

“Oh, yes,” she gasped, her voice quivering with pleasure.

“Say it,” he demanded.

“I’m a good girl,” she replied, her voice soft but obedient, the words tumbling out as she braced herself.

He slapped her ass again, harder this time. The sound was sharp and satisfying in the air. He watched, satisfied, as her flesh recoiled. The slap stung and sent a fresh wave of heat through her.

“Say it again,” he ordered, his voice low and commanding.

“I’m a good girl, Daddy!” she cried out. The intensity of her voice surprised her, and the words echoed through the room.

Her ass cheeks burned. Every smack stung, but she fought through the pain. The sharp pain only heightened her senses and made her pussy even more slippery.

Marvin grabbed her hips with a firm grip and pushed his thick tip into her entrance.

Jasmine’s jaw went slack, and a moan caught in her throat as he buried himself deep inside her, filling her. The stretch was intense, every inch of him pressing against her sensitive walls.

“Tight ass pussy,” Marvin groaned, his voice rough with lust. “Let me hear you, baby girl.”

“Oh, that dick is so big,” Jasmine whimpered as she struggled to hold on.

Her knuckles turned white from gripping the sheets; the mix of pain and pleasure drove her wild. No amount of foreplay could prepare her for the stretch of his fat dick, no matter how wet she got.

“Hmm, what do you want me to do to you?” Marvin asked as he rolled his hips at an angle. The deep, rhythmic motion drove him deeper inside her.

“I want you to fuck me hard,” she begged, her eyes glazed with lust as she looked back at him.

Every fiber of her being was hungry for that dick, craving the rough fucking that only he could give her.

“Use me, Daddy,” she whispered, her words desperate. She begged him to take her, as she knew he could.

She shook her ass against his dick. Her teasing, deliberate movement swayed her hips. It made him feel every curve of her body pressing against him. Her eyes were heavy-lidded, a sly, sultry look that sent a spark of heat through him.

Marvin let out a low, primal growl, his restraint snapping. His need surged. He set a relentless pace, slamming into her. He fucked her like he hated her; every thrust was hard and punishing. His grip on her hips was unyielding.

Their bodies collided, echoing through the room. Marvin’s brutal pace left her breathless as he pounded her without mercy.

Jasmine’s eyes crossed, her vision blurring as she saw stars dancing behind her eyelids. Her mouth fell open in a silent gasp, her breath hitching in her throat as if caught in a riptide of sensation.

She felt like she was floating outside her body, and an overwhelming wave of euphoria consumed her.

Marvin’s massive palm slammed onto her ass, delivering a violent shock. Jasmine’s fingers clenched the sheets, and her knuckles turned white. She arched her back, pushing her hips higher.

“Oh, Daddy, beat this pussy up, oh fuck,” she screamed, her voice raw with need. The sound vibrated through the heated air.

The force of Marvin’s hips crashing into her ass created a sharp, rhythmic crack that echoed off the walls.

Marvin’s breath came in rough, heavy bursts, each one matching the intensity of his strokes. He grunted. He fixed his gaze on her slick, swollen lips. They gripped his shaft, glistening with her juices.

The creamy evidence of her arousal gathered at the base of his dick, a thick, wet ring that only spurred him on. “Look at that shit,” he growled.

He removed one of his hands from her waist, sliding it up her back and grabbing her nightie. The fabric crumpled in his fist as he pulled her closer. The bed creaked beneath them with each thrust.

Moonlight filtered through the curtains, highlighting the sheen of sweat on their bodies.

Marvin leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear as he gripped the back of her neck. “You love giving this pussy up, don’t you?” he whispered.

“I love it, baby, so fuckin’ much,” she panted.

His hand moved up to cup one of her bouncing breasts, his fingers kneading her soft flesh.

He toyed with her nipples, pulling and twisting as her moans filled the air, lost in the heat of the moment.

“Give it to me, baby. Keep givin’ me that pussy,” Marvin urged as he slammed into her with brutal force. The slap of his heavy balls against her clit left her speechless.

Her mouth fell open as a thin line of drool slipped down her chin. Her eyes fluttered and rolled back, overwhelmed by the relentless pace.

Marvin’s hot, sweaty chest pressed against her back, his skin seared into hers as he drove her into the mattress. He tightened his grip on her curls, yanking her head back. Jasmine yelped.

His breath scorched her neck as he pressed his face against it, drawing in her fragrance. His tongue flicked out. It tasted her salty, tangy skin. A hint of sweetness sent a shiver down his spine.

Marvin’s jaw clenched. Her pussy pulsed around his dick, squeezing him. The need was so intense it almost broke his resolve. But Marvin held back, refusing to let go before her. She always came first.

“Fuck me,” she cried, her voice high and desperate. “Oh, Daddy, I’m cumming!”

“Come on, baby, let it go,” Marvin growled, urging her on.

“Marvin!” she screamed, her body convulsing. “Don’t stop, I’m right there, d—oh fuck!” Her words turned into incoherent moans as she peaked. Her body writhed under him as the orgasm ripped through her.

Jasmine’s juices dripped from her swollen pussy, coating Marvin’s dick and pooling at the base. He stayed deep inside her, thrusting slowly and steadily. Her orgasm grew as her pussy clenched around him, leaking more with every movement.

Marvin kissed her neck, his lips lingering on her heated skin. His hand roamed down, caressing her ass with a firm, reassuring touch.

“There you go, good girl,” he whispered, his breath warm against the shell of her ear, sending a shiver down her spine.

With ease, Marvin slipped out of her pussy. The thick tip of his dick dragged along her sensitive entrance. It made her groan with a mix of pleasure and emptiness.

Marvin chuckled at her reaction. He turned her over, swiftly shifting her body.

He didn’t waste a moment, leaning down to capture her lips in a sloppy, heated kiss. The taste of him, the press of his mouth against hers, reignited the fire within her. His hot, wet tongue explored her mouth. It made her pussy quiver with renewed desire.

Marvin gave her lips a quick, teasing peck before pulling away and climbing off the bed. The cool air rushed between them as he stood over her, towering with an air of command.

He wrapped his hand around his slick, throbbing dick. He stroked it from base to tip, never taking his eyes off hers.

“Come lick this shit up,” he ordered.

Jasmine slid off the bed, dropping to her knees in submission. The soft carpet pressed against her legs as she looked up at him.

She could feel the heat from his massive thighs. She placed her hands on them and rubbed them up and down in slow strokes. His muscles tensed at her touch. They were hard and powerful. She couldn’t help but admire his strength.

Her eyes locked onto his dick, still slick with her juices, twitching. She leaned forward, breath warm against his skin. She wanted to please him, so she prepared to take him into her mouth.

Marvin’s eyes narrowed as he glared down at her, a mix of dominance and desire in his stare.

He tapped the swollen tip of his dick against her full, parted lips, smearing his pre-cum across them. The sticky warmth lingered on her skin. She licked it up, loving the taste.

A moan of pleasure vibrated through her chest. Without hesitation, she popped the tip into her mouth. Her lips wrapped around him as she slurped, drawing him deeper.

“Fuck,” Marvin groaned, his voice rough and strained. His head fell back, lost in the sensation as his hand instinctively reached for her hair. His fingers tangled in her soft curls.

Jasmine’s hand grasped his thigh, her fingers tracing taut, defined muscle. Her other hand gripped the thick base of his dick. She squeezed as she eased him further down her throat, inch by inch.

She felt the weight and heat of him as he slid deeper, filling her mouth until there was no more room.

But Marvin, impatient, bucked his hips. He thrust forward with a sudden, forceful motion. The tip of his dick hit the back of her throat, pushing past her gag reflex.

Jasmine gagged. Her throat tightened around him. Her saliva coated his length, making it easier for him to slide in and out. Tears welled in her eyes and spilled down her cheeks, but she didn’t pull away.

“Swallow this dick, pretty girl,” he moaned. The sensation of her throat stretching to accommodate him sent a shudder through him.

Jasmine hollowed her cheeks, bopped her head up and down as she stroked the base of his dick. The other hand played with his balls, squeezing every so often.

“That’s it, baby,” he grunted. His hips jolted forward, muscles stiffening as he held her head fast.

Her mouth was warm and wet mouth around him. Her throat tightened with each thrust. His fingers tangled in her hair, guiding her rhythm as he pushed deeper, each movement more urgent.

“You’re doing so good,” he praised. There was a hint of breathlessness in his tone. “Keep taking care of Daddy like that.” His eyes darkened with lust. “And I’ll make sure to bust in that wet pussy.”

Jasmine removed her hand from his balls and reached down to play with her pussy. The way he took her throat made her so wet.

She rubbed her nub between her fingers as she continued deep-throating him. When it started feeling too good, Marvin grabbed Jasmine’s hair and pulled his dick out of her mouth.

“Did I tell you to touch that pussy?” Marvin’s voice cut through the air, sharp and commanding, sending a shiver down her spine.

“No,” Jasmine replied, her voice small, the weight of his question pressing down on her.

“No, what?”

“No, Daddy.”

“Good girl, my ass,” he muttered, his tone cold and unforgiving.

Marvin’s eyes narrowed, his expression hardening with disgust. Her disobedience seemed to strike a nerve, and a flash of disappointment darkened his gaze.

“Get up and sit on this dick,” he commanded.

Jasmine rose from the floor, her skin from the cool air as she peeled her nightie off over her head. The soft fabric brushed against her arms before she let it slip from her fingers and onto the floor.

Now completely nude, her body shimmered in the low light. Every curve and contour glowed. The chill caused her nipples to stiffen.

Marvin’s breath caught in his throat as he took in the sight of her. His dick pulsed as he admired her. Her breasts rose and fell with each breath. He took in the smooth lines of her hips and the gentle slope of her belly.

Jasmine climbed onto the bed and straddled him. Marvin adjusted against the headboard, her thighs pressed against him, warm.

He wrapped his strong arms around her waist and pulled her closer until their bodies were flush against each other.

Her fingers reached down to grab his thick, rigid shaft. She guided him to her entrance. As she positioned herself, her wetness teased the tip.

Marvin leaned in, his lips brushing hers in a tender, lingering kiss. The warmth of their breath mingled, their eyes locking in an intimate gaze.

“So beautiful,” he whispered, his voice filled with awe and desire.

Jasmine sighed as she sank onto his dick. Her eyes fixed downward, watching him disappear inside her; a low moan escaped her lips.

“I love this so dick much,” she murmured, breathy with pleasure as she ground against him.

Marvin’s hands moved to her ass, his fingers digging into the soft, supple flesh as she rode him. The heat of her skin burned under his palms, the rhythm of her hips driving him wild. He squeezed her ass, feeling the tension in her muscles as she moved.

“Yeah, just like that,” he groaned, his voice rough with need.

Jasmine’s slick folds glided over his thick length. “It’s so fuckin’ big,” she hissed, her eyes half-closed in bliss.

Then, with a sharp smack, he popped her ass cheek. The sound echoed in the room, the sting making her gasp. “Mhm. Bounce on this dick,” he instructed, gripping her tighter.

The sound of their skin meeting filled the room with the soft creaks of the bed. Each time she came down on him, his dick hit her G-spot. Her body shook, and her walls constricted around him like they were going to snap.

“Ooh, fuck, you’re hitting my spot,” Jasmine rasped, her voice breathless.

“I feel that shit,” Marvin said. He tightened his grip on her hips, holding her in place. He began pounding up into her, each thrust deep and powerful, driving her closer to the edge.

His hand shot up to the back of her head. His fingers tangled in her hair as he pulled her closer. His forehead tilted close, his warm breath brushing against her lips.

“You gonna cum on Daddy’s dick like this, baby?” he rasped, his voice rough and commanding. The heat between them was almost unbearable as he pushed her to the brink.

“Yes, Daddy!” Jasmine whimpered, her eyes rolled back into her skull. “I’m about to cum so hard. Oh my God, I love you so much!”

“I love you too, baby. Shit, I’m about to bust deep in that pussy,” Marvin moaned. He jerked his hips against hers with abrupt force.

His thrusts were urgent and powerful, driven by a need to release. Their bodies collided in a heated, frantic rhythm. Jasmine’s tightness around him pushed him closer to the edge.

“Yes, I need it, baby,” she begged as she dug her nails into the back of his arms, gripping him. “Ooh, I’m cumming!”

A breathless cry escaped her lips. Her body surrendered to the pleasure. The climax surged through her with an unstoppable force.

“Ah, fuck,” Marvin grunted. His body tensed as his dick twitched, releasing hot streams of cum deep inside her.

She pulsed around him, her muscles contracting. They milked him for every last drop as they rode out the final moments of their shared release.

Their chests rose and fell in unison. Her skin was slick, with a thin sheen of sweat mixed with his. Their bodies' warmth still clung to the afterglow.

Marvin wrapped his arms around her, holding her close as he pressed a tender kiss to her temple. The softness of his lips against her damp skin sent a soothing wave of comfort through her.

With a gentle touch, he eased out of her. Their connection broke, but the intimacy lingered.

He shifted her onto the bed, her body settling into the sheets as he stood up. She watched him sleepily as he padded into the bathroom.

The light from the doorway cast his silhouette in a gentle glow. The sound of running water drifted into the room as he wet a rag, and a moment later, he returned to her side.

Marvin used the damp cloth to clean between her thighs, wiping away the remnants of their passion. The rag’s coolness against her sensitive skin made her shiver.

When he finished, Marvin climbed back into bed, pulling her close once more. Jasmine nestled against him, her head on his chest. The steady beat of his heart beneath her ear lulled her to peace.

“I love you, and I’m sorry baby,” Marvin murmured, his voice tender.

His fingers traced gentle, soothing patterns on her back. The words he spoke were a vow etched in the air between them. “I promise I’ll take care of you and Malia. Always.”

Jasmine closed her eyes and felt a huge weight lift off her shoulders. A happy little smile spread across her face.

She snuggled in closer to him, feeling his chest rise and fall with each breath. His warm arms wrapped around her, making her feel safe and cozy.

In the quiet moment, everything else melted away, leaving only the two of them lost in their little world.